Chapter 1158: : Blood of the Demon Saint

There are many methods for refining puppets, which can be done with immortality.
But Fang Lin's current state is that he can't make alchemy at all. Even if it can be done, it's too late in time. I'm afraid that the panacea hasn't been refined yet, and he has become the second magic body.
As for other methods, it will be difficult to achieve results in a short time.
The old corpse, while coping with the dragon that was so deep into the sky, said: "I can help you refine it into a puppet, but I also need your help to share my divine spirit."
Fang Lin heard, without hesitation, nodded and agreed.
If you don’t agree, there is no way. You are about to become the second demon body. Now you can only use the dead horse as a living horse doctor, and pin your hopes on the old dead body.
At the moment, a sacred gas swept out of Fang Lin's body and entered the body of Laogan with vast force.
The old corpse got this sacred gas, his breath soared, and he knocked Long Jiankong to the ground.
Long Jiankong roared again and again, just about to stand up, but saw five chains of demon qi swept over, entangled Long Jiankong's limbs and neck.
The old corpse held the chain of demon qi and bound the dragon to the air. For a moment, the dragon could not move.
I saw the old cadaver's other hand repeatedly play the printing tactics, turned into a few ancient demon clan scripts, and disappeared into the body of Ryukan.
Fang Lin does not know the ancient scriptures of the demon clan, but those few words are obviously the oldest scriptures of the demon clan. I am afraid that the whole demon-beast clan does not have many monster beasts.
As the ancient Chinese of the demon race entered the body, the dragon shivered uncontrollably, as if insane, and the whole body's magic energy was constantly leaking.
The old corpse swiftly stepped forward and pointed at Long Jiankong's forehead.
With this finger down, Long Jiankong shuddered even harder and fell to the ground.
"Huh? This guy is a bit powerful, and it's not so easy to become a puppet!" The old corpse was a little surprised, and once again condensed several ancient demon clan essays, and broke into Long Jian's body again.
Long Jiankong gave a low growl in his throat, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes, seemingly resisting the power of the old corpse.
The black long sword felt bad, and wanted to rush back to Long Jiankong to save him, but was blocked by the long sword and could not return to Long Jiankong.
Fang Lin saw Long Jiankong seem to have been restrained by the old corpse, he could not help but slightly relieved, the signs of demonization on his body also slowed down a bit, it seems that the situation is developing on the positive side.
At this moment, Ryu Kanko's eyes suddenly cleared, the magic faded, and the humanoid form re-dominated Ryu Kanko's body.
"Want to refine me into a puppet? It's naive!" Long Jiankong said coldly, the black lines on his face kept changing, and turned into a few obscure texts, which made Long Jiankong obtain some kind of unusual The power can resist the control of the ancient characters of the old corpse demon clan.
At the same time, the demonization of Fang Lin suddenly accelerated, and the black lines began to spread towards Fang Lin's face.
"Quick!" Fang Lin shouted, with a trace of black gas in his eyes, this is a sign that the devil qi has grown too much in Fang Lin's body.
The old corpse said impatiently: "Fuck a fart! How is this guy so easy to turn into a puppet?"
Fang Lin couldn't take care of anything, and scolded: "If you slow down, I'll be finished!"
The old man's corpse grinned, biting the tip of his tongue directly, and spewed a drop of demon blood, which fell on the eyebrows of the dragon.
This is a drop of blood of the demon sacred, with infinite magical power and power, which can greatly enhance the power of the ancient characters of the demon race.
Of course, in the current state of the old corpse, this kind of blood of the demon saint is also very rare. With one drop, one drop is less. If he is not talking about Fang Lin and refining Nirvana for him, he is simply reluctant to consume the blood of the demon saint. .
At this moment, the blood of the demon saint entered the body, and finally seeing the sky was unable to resist.
The black lines are restrained, and the ancient Chinese of the demon race has the upper hand, making up for the sight of the dragon, completely suppressing its magic and magic.
"Okay, now it's okay. After three days, this guy will completely become a puppet." Laogan said with a breath.
Fang Lin felt that the magic energy in the body gradually receded, but Mo Dan remained in the body and did not disappear.
But for now, the crisis is temporarily lifted, as long as the dragon is not dead, then he will not become the second demon body, just take a moment to expel Modan slowly.
The black long sword also wailed at the moment, dropped to the ground, lost its light and breath, and seemed to become an ordinary long sword.
The old corpse did not loosen the restraint of Ryu Kanko. The five chains of demon qi still imprisoned the dragon's demon body. I was afraid that this guy would have no other way to struggle.
Only then did Fang Lin notice the situation around him.
This place is obviously the deepest part under the Demon Cliff. When you look up, you can't see the slightest light. It seems that there is something that blocks the bottom of the Demon Cliff from the outside world.
At the bottom of the magic cliff, it was as bright as day at the moment, and the eyes were full of broken bones. In the battle between the old cadaver and the dragon, the bones were naturally inevitable, and they were basically destroyed.
There are some fresh corpses, and the shrivelled bodies of the six spirit source strongmen are here, but they are also broken and not as good as they are. It is very miserable.
Fang Lin secretly sighed that being as good as the Lingyuan master has also ended like this. His strength is indeed more powerful than before, but he still can't be complacent.
"Huh? Is this?" Suddenly, Fang Lin found a corpse, to be precise it was half a corpse, because the lower half of the body was gone, only the upper half still existed, but only bones remained, And covered with cracks, it will completely fall apart at any time.
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It also caused the movement of the Supreme Temple in Fang Lin's hands.
A trace of supreme breath diffused from the half of the bones, and seduce the supreme temple carried by Fang Lin.
Fang Lindang reacted immediately. This half-skeleton was estimated to be one of the heirs of the Supreme Temple during his lifetime. Otherwise, it would not be possible to leave the Supreme breath after death.
At the moment, Fang Lin struggled to get up and walked to the half of the wreckage. Just before approaching, he saw a faint light source. He slowly flew out of the half of the wreckage and floated in front of Fang Lin.
Seeing this scene, the old cadaver was slightly surprised, but did not ask much. This may be another chance for Fang Lin.
Fang Lin looked at this group of light sources and sighed in his heart. It was indeed one of the twelve temple descendants before his life, but he died here and died in the hands of the dragon, which is really disappointing.
"Since you are dead, then your inheritance, let me go." Fang Lin said in his heart, reaching out to grab the light source.